Butterfly was the nickname my grandfather gave me, and would look at me as if to think I was as pretty as a flower.  Perhaps he saw something in me that only exists in butterflies and flowers.

I love butterflies and flowersthey are so much like me. They are colorful with an array of sun enhanced allure. They are whimsical and delightfully unique.  They are as pleasant as the tickle of a gentle breeze. They surprisingly bring cheer to whomever they'd please.

I will cherish the memory of my Grandpaw looking down at me with his bluegray eyes smiling as he'd say to me "hello butterfly."